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Zhu Boguang took a closer look and found that there was indeed a problem with the cultivation of the pangolin.

It seems that the pangolin is cultivating, but it is natural breathing, and although natural breathing can also draw energy from heaven and earth, it is very rare.

The cultivation of pangolins may be able to absorb a little pure yang purple qi when the sun rises, but in fact, it can only nourish the soul and body, and slightly delay the process of aging, which is really not cultivation.

The pangolin's qi and blood are so vigorous and abundant, could it be that it is really the special effect of the spiritual spring in the cave?

Zhu Boguang looked at the little pig brother who was sleeping soundly on his side, and he couldn't wait to kick it twice.

The current little brother pig has no IQ at all, and Lao Zhu also has no solution, I am afraid that in the end, I will have to rely on him to make a move, alas, Yuan Dan!

It is not easy to cultivate to the Yuan Dan period, after refining the body, it is Shen Zhao, and after Shen Zhao is Yuan Dan, which is enough to have a gap between two major realms. Lao Zhu has to practice!

The pangolin's habits have not changed, and it only takes half an hour to finish its morning exercise.

When he returned to Lingquan Cave, he had no objection to Zhu Boguang taking the pig brother to follow him.

After entering the cave and coming to the edge of the small spiritual spring, the pangolin drank the spiritual spring water and motioned to the wild boar brothers to come forward.

On the edge of the spiritual spring, Lao Zhu took a small sip first, and the taste of the spring water was still so sweet, but it didn't have the feeling that made him intoxicated before.

The pig's big mouth also reached into the spring water. It was completely fascinated by the deliciousness of the spiritual spring, and swallowed it in a big gulp, and the waterline went down more than an inch in three or two clicks, and it was about to continue, but it was slapped away by Zhu Boguang's pig's trotters.

Pushing the little pig brother who kept roaring aside, Lao Zhu looked at the pangolin's reaction, and saw that the pangolin calmly returned to the edge of the spiritual spring, and after lying down, there was no sound after coiling his tail, and Lao Zhu breathed a sigh of relief.

In terms of health, Zhu Boguang is still a lot behind the pangolin, and the pangolin's qi and blood are enough to overwhelm Lao Zhu.

But in terms of force value, Lao Zhu is confident that he can lay down the pangolin, and "The Twelve Phases of Beasts" is not only used for cultivation, but also for fighting.

Lao Zhu handled the relationship with the pangolin so carefully, firstly, out of gratitude, because the pangolin treated him kindly, although Lao Zhu was later expelled, this was not accepted again, and the pangolin did not owe Zhu Boguang. The second is that he doesn't want to fight with pangolins full of humanity.

Under Zhu Boguang's careful maintenance, two wild boars and a pangolin began a friendly cohabitation life.

After the little brother pig drank the spiritual spring water, he couldn't see any obvious changes for a while, but he was more sleepy than before.

On the contrary, pangolins have changed more. A few days after the start of cohabitation, during a morning exercise, Lao Zhu found that the pangolin was actually learning his movements when he practiced "The Twelve Phases of Beasts". That cautious appearance, afraid of being discovered by Zhu Boguang, made Lao Zhu secretly happy in his heart.

Half a month has passed, and this morning, the pangolins drove people again.

Looking at the pangolin's fierce appearance, Lao Zhu frowned. Last time, I let myself stay for more than 20 days and started to drive people out, and this time I only drove people out in about ten days, what is the reason?

Lao Zhu didn't understand, and he didn't attack on the spot, he took two steps back, and stayed on the edge of the big white stone with the little brother pig. The pangolin returned to the Lingquan Cave alone.

The big white stone is not far from the Lingquan Cave, and it is only more than a hundred meters. Standing on the large white stone, you can clearly see the entrance to the cave.

Zhu Boguang stood on the big white stone and stared at the entrance of the cave for a day, but found nothing.

It was dark, and a crescent moon hung in the sky.

Zhu Boguang was still watching on the big white stone, and after the patrol was over, the pangolin once again refused to allow the wild boar brothers to enter the cave. The cruel jungle life not only taught Lao Zhu to be cautious, but also to be patient.

For two days and two nights in a row, the wild boar brothers slept on the edge of the big white stone, and Lao Zhu, who had been watching the Lingquan Cave, found nothing, and the pangolin's refusal continued until the arrival of the third day.

On the morning of the third day, not long after the pangolin entered the cave alone, Zhu Boguang had just stood on the big white stone when he saw a yellow figure flashing through the jungle, and a terrifying aura spread among the jungle.

The little pig brother who was lying on the ground also stood up at once, and opened his big mouth to scream.

Lao Zhu roared and stopped the little brother pig's panic.

I don't know if it's because I'm older and I understand more, or because of the efficacy of spiritual spring water, the little brother pig understood the instructions issued by Lao Zhu, and didn't make any more trouble for Lao Zhu, and immediately lay on the ground and didn't move, just looking at Lao Zhu's eyes full of panic.

Zhu Boguang on the big white stone also pressed his body against the stone, squinting slightly at the yellow figure.

The figure suddenly appeared, weaving freely through the dense jungle, the crowded bushes and dense woods seemed to have no obstacle to it, and in the blink of an eye, it came from far and near, in front of the Lingquan Cave.

Soon, the yellow shadow disappeared at the entrance of the Lingquan Cave and entered the Lingquan Cave.

Zhu Boguang didn't see what kind of creature it was!

It didn't take long to wait, according to Zhu Boguang's eyes, it was about ten minutes, and the yellow figure came out of the cave again, and disappeared into the depths of the jungle in a few seconds, leaving only a few afterimages.

Lao Zhu's heart was in a frenzy, he had been cultivating the "Heavenly Demon Secret Record" for several months, and he didn't even see what the yellow figure was, if this creature wasn't a monster who knew how to cultivate, it would be a ghost!

The real monster appeared, and there were several advanced cultivation techniques in the soul of a wild boar, what kind of world is this?

"Okay, there is "Tiangang Transformation Technique", I am Zhu Bajie!"

Zhu Boguang, who doesn't know the method of cultivation, hopes that he is Zhu Bajie, because he doesn't want to die of old age in the mountains and forests as a wild boar.

has a method of cultivation, but he doesn't want to be Zhu Bajie, because no matter how you look at it, Zhu Bajie is definitely a harlequin, which is properly used to contrast the glorious image of Sun Wukong.

You see, he has been bullied for a long time (Sun Monkey's punching bag), chasing women bitterly (Chang'e), people ignore dogs (ugly), and he doesn't grow in cultivation (no one can beat him), if this is the protagonist of the novel, the novel will definitely rush to death!

It wasn't until the humming sound of the little brother pig remembered in his ears that Lao Zhu came back to his senses. A thought flashed through me: it's broken, the pangolin can't be an accident, right?

Zhu Boguang hurried to the Lingquan Cave, and when he arrived at the concave cave where the Lingquan was located, he did not see the pangolin. The little brother pig snorted behind him, and Lao Zhu realized that it had also followed.

When the snort of the pig boy spreads through the concave cave, a stone in the corner of the cave is pushed away, revealing a small black hole out of which the pangolin is crawling out.

The boar brothers were speechless when they saw the small, pointed head of the pangolin poking out of the small black hole.

The pangolin just glanced at Zhu Boguang, did not stop, and continued to walk towards Xiaolingquan.

There was only a small stone pit left in the small spiritual spring, and there was no spiritual spring water at all, and even the nameless roots soaked in the spring water were torn off countless times.

The pangolin carefully smoothed out the messy roots and whiskers, so that the little spiritual spring recovered a little bit of appearance, and then, as usual, lay on the edge of the spiritual spring and fell asleep.

Zhu Boguang also returned to his accustomed position and began to think quietly about his thoughts.

The source of the pangolin's drive away the boar brothers has been found, and everything is caused by the yellow figure coming to Lingquan Cave.

The strength of the yellow figure was undoubted, at least the current Zhu Boguang did not have the confidence to be hostile to it.

But one thing is very clear, the spiritual spring water, which is very rare in Lao Zhu's opinion, is just ordinary for that yellow figure, why?

What does it mean to grab it once a month? It means that there is something better to guard the yellow figure.

The fact that the Lingquan Cave was overrun by pangolins who didn't know much about cultivation also illustrated the same problem: the primeval jungle was full of dangers, but it was also full of countless treasures.

At this moment, Zhu Boguang yearns infinitely for the depths of the jungle.